The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

The 678th chapter hunt down, white fox! !

The carriage slowly moved forward on the official road. As a man, he naturally acted as a temporary groom.

He is holding the wine Calabash in his left hand, taking a sip of wine from time to time, smashing his mouth twice, and chanting a poem when he is happy, while holding the green bamboo in his right hand, occasionally whipping the horse’s butt slightly, and the slowing carriage will again Travel a short distance quickly.

“Damn, damn, stinking not wanting face’s steps are extraordinary!”

In the carriage, Zhao Linger gritted her silver teeth and touched her flat belly, feeling resentful.

The damn step is extraordinary, he himself is full of food and drink, and he is in a wonderful mood. Don’t want it, but what about himself?

In any case, the two were married in a decent worship hall. Okay, even if I lose my temper at you, you can’t ignore it.

Zhao Ling’er’s hungry five zang-organ temple would make protests from time to time. She blushed and coughed twice deliberately, not wanting to give in and see Own’s embarrassment.

“Boom!”

An object wrapped in greased paper was thrown in by Bu Feihua. Zhao Ling’er opened it to see that it was a rabbit leg.

“Eat it, it’s not poisonous!”

“Humph!”

Zhao Linger snorted and threw the rabbit legs aside.

“According to my grandma’s drawing, the nearest place with people in front of it is called Suzhou City. We have to travel for about three days. Are you sure you are going to starve to death?”

Bu Feihua’s unsalty and not indifferent words came out, his sword brows slightly frowned, this Zhao Linger’s character was as stubborn as a donkey, he didn’t like it very much.

Zhao Linger didn’t speak, but silently picked up the rabbit’s leg and bit it fiercely.

After eating a rabbit leg, Zhao Linger finally treated the five internal organs to the temple. Apart from flowers, plants, insects and birds, there was really no living creatures around, let alone people.

Jingyi’s environment still attracted Zhao Linger when she first came out of Xianling Island, but after a few days, the freshness was gone.

Boring, so boring, Zhao Linger has never been so boring!

She wanted to talk to Bu Feihua, but she couldn’t let go of Face.

A woman’s heart, a needle on the bottom of the sea!

“After Dongli took the wine at dusk, there was a dark fragrance!”

“Don’t forget your soul, the wind is blowing in the west, people are thinner than Huang Hua!”

“Good poem, good poem!”

Bufei laughed loudly, and immediately poured a sip of spirits into the sky.

The afternoon sun was very bright, falling on Bu Fei’s handsome and handsome face. He was chic and reckless, drinking a drink, showing a mouthful of white teeth and laughing wildly. This picture seemed to be immortal and sealed in Zhao Ling’er’s memory. Place.

Even after many years have passed, Bu Fanfei has gone to another world, and Zhao Linger has not been able to forget this scene before returning for several epochs.

“Are you a Confucianist?!”

“Finally willing to talk to me?!”

Looking at Zhao Ling’er who climbed out of the carriage, she ridiculed.

“Pooh!”

After taking a light sip, Zhao Linger went back again.

Half an hour later, Zhao Ling’er, who was so bored that he was going crazy, came out again.

“How old are you? Your Realm is so high, you must be thousands or tens of thousands of years old, isn’t that an old monster?”

Bu Feifan laughed out of his voice and said: “I am not twenty, and it will be New Year’s Eve in two or three months. I will be twenty-first at that time!”

“Only twenty-one?! Then your Realm!!”

“Big Confucian, in a more general sense, he is Luo Tianshang!”

“Goooo!”

Zhao Linger couldn’t help but swallowed. She was only twenty years old and owned Luo Tianshang’s Cultivation Base. It started cultivation on the first day after she came out of her mother’s womb, and it couldn’t be so fast.

“How long have you been cultivating!?”

“Not long, it will be more than half a year!”

Zhao Ling’er was completely speechless this time, this was not a human being, this was the reincarnation of Dao Zu Hongjun.

The day was thinning, and after a day’s journey, Wu Feihua and Zhao Linger were not tired, and the horse was tired.

At the moment, the two of them hurriedly made a fire while it was still dark. After feeding their horses with extraordinary steps, they were about to go to gather some game. In the mountains dozens of miles away, there was a loud noise of the sky and the earth, like thunder. As shocking.

“Boom!”

There, above the already slightly gloomy sky, the golden Buddha light suddenly overflowed, breaking through all barriers, like a rising sun, instantly tearing the endless dark night.

“Zen!!”

Bu Feihua pulled up the green bamboo inserted on the bluestone beside him, and his star pupils bloomed with murderous aura.

“What’s wrong?”

Zhao Linger naturally noticed this kind of fluctuation. She was very scared. The energy was overflowing rapidly. It was just the fluctuations of the air flow outside, but it made her feel trembling, like a hare meeting a hunting male. lion.

“You stay here and don’t move, I’ll go and see!”

Bu Feifan rushed into the primeval forest quietly.

Soon, he came to the place of battle, where a big river was evaporated and clean, endless dense ancient trees were cut off by the waist, and mountains broke apart, and cracks filled all the way.

Every corner was filled with pure Zen breath. Suddenly, with an extraordinary look, he came to a position and picked up a bunch of hair from the grass.

The white hair is very soft, with a breath that is quite familiar to Bu Feihua.

“This is the fur of the white fox!?”

Jiao Na, Xiao Wei, Feng Jiu, and Feng Jiu’s parents are all foxes, so Bu Fei can tell at a glance.

“Zen people are chasing a white fox?! What is this going to do?”

“Moreover, the Zen sect’s personnel are very strong this time, and there are at least three Arhats of the Great Luo Jinxian Peak here!”

Finally, Bu Feihua’s eyebrows were full of contemplation, he rubbed the strand of white fox hair and returned to the ancient road.

“What’s wrong? What happened?”

Zhao Linger asked with concern.

“fine!”

Bu Feifan shook his head, he had an intuition that he would 100% meet this group of Zen Arhats again.

At the same time, at the top of a thousand-zhang mountain three hundred miles away at this time, Bodhisattva was sitting cross-legged in Meditation.

The five horrors flew over from five directions, and fell to the side of Bodhisattva.

“Failed?!”

The five arhats said nothing.

“What a waste, I don’t know what Tathagata does to raise you for?!”

Bodhisattva’s words were very cold. Although the five arhats were angry, they did not dare to refute them.

Bodhisattva is so powerful that he is cruel and daring to prove the truth by killing him. Throughout the ages, he and the ancestor of the river Styx have been the only two in the prehistoric world.

Annoyed this existence, let alone an enemy, even Zen people dare to cut your head.

There are two people in Zen Buddhism who have no friends. One is Bodhisattva, the Ksitigarbha king who swears not to become a Buddha.

The strong do not need friends!

“Stay here, don’t waste my time!”

“A little white fox, I want to see where you can go?”

Bodhisattva got up, he was about to take a shot, but a sound transmission sword galloped over from the horizon.